Ianto in a coma
All characters belong to RTD and the BBC, if I owned them then Ianto would still be alive and made immortal.
Rating: M/M kissing and major swearing … well its Torchwood isn't it
Spoilers: Slight for series one
Normal text is Ianto's thoughts, Jack's thoughts are in italics, and Owen's are in bold.
Chapter Three – Back to the Hub
The last thing I saw as I hurtled to the ground was Jack, my Captain, rushing over. I tried to hold on to consciousness, but was failing. He hated me, didn't he? So why did I feel so compelled to hold on. It was because of the kiss…or near kiss anyway. I could feel my limbs getting heavier and I decided to just let go.
I ran to Ianto, even though I knew it was too late. Rizpahtones have a defense mechanism which can poison and paralyze the victim, with little substances which can serve as an antidote or a cure. There was little or no hope for Ianto. I might not see his sexy smile or admire that gorgeous butt of his again. I shouted for Owen and told him to get us back to the Hub ASAP. Even after what I know, if there was a chance that we have a cure, then I would do anything for Ianto. I couldn't let him die thinking that I hated him. My emotions were in turmoil. I let Owen drive; I was in no state to do so. I told him to drive as fast as he could: time was running out as I cradled him in my arms, mentally begging him not to die, not to leave me just yet.
Jack had told me to drive as fast as I could, back to the hub, as Jack had told me to. I still had no idea what the fuck was going on, only that Ianto had collapsed. I had wanted to take care of him then and there, but I knew Jack knew what he was doing. Even though Ianto and I argued a lot, I still secretly care for my colleague. In a job like Torchwood, you only have each other really, and you need one another. I glanced in the wing mirror to find that Jack was cradling Ianto in his arms, looking like he was about to cry. He did have a heart then. At that moment, we arrived back at the hub. After the incident, Jack had given Tosh and Gwen the rest of the week off, saying that he would call them if he needed them. It must be pretty serious then.
I helped Owen carry Ianto into the Hub. Myfanwy swooped overhead, somehow sensing that something was wrong. Ianto had always been the one who fed he, cleaned up after her, looked after her…Why am I talking about him in the past tense? Have some faith, Jack! He'll get better soon. I hope he will – I care about him more than he could ever know. It's not like what I feel for the rest of the team, he is the only one who I can talk to in full confidence, knowing that he won't judge me, knowing that he can comfort me just like I comforted him after he lost Lisa…how he managed to trust me after seeing Lisa killed at my hand I do not know. He is the only one of the team I have freely told about my immortality. Gwen only knows because she saw Suzie shoot me. I can trust him. I can let him know the real Jack without being scared about what he will think. Dragging myself out of my thoughts, I waited for Owen to finish his examination.
I was in the medical bay, trying my best to run some tests on my unconscious colleague. I saw Jack with a far away look in his eyes. I had found the species that Ianto had been poisoned by, and now knew that there was little hope of him regaining consciousness by himself, though I suspect Jack already knew that. I had to tell Jack that there was nothing we could do until I had done some extensive research and some more thorough tests, which would have to wait a few more hours as I didn't want to mess him around too much.
I was waiting for Owen to return from running his tests. I already knew that he wouldn't be able to do much, but there might be something on the databanks that I wouldn't know about. If there was anything, Ianto would have known. Ianto always knew what to do… stop speaking in past tense, Jack, Ianto will be fine…and STOP RAMBLING! Then I noticed Owen coming out of the med bay, shaking his head…